Now here's a little city that's about 3 miles
Outside of everybody's outskirts and principal
This here's a place where all our minds get spent
Self-destruction meet a quota take a trip get bent
Take a head trip outta hookah puff for days fuck a
hurra Take a chair drink a shoota brain boilin off
the buddah Bring on the dancin girls with long
curls Interlaced with lotus blossoms of pink
purple and pearl Enjoy your feast of drink and
slaughtered beast On marble with linen creased and
pieced with gold leaf Your mood enhanced with wine
song and dance And story of ancient bands with
horns out they hands and Ain't no doubt about it
they let you puff on Herbal stimulation have you
gone like heron And when you come inside their
eyes open To the motion hopin to toke what I'm
smokin

Coro 2X Sick man of Asia let the herb heal Take a
rickshaw of Asian all party be waitin The land
where flames burn high to keep your spliff lit
Everybody spread love nobody talk shit

Verso 2 Now how you get don't fret cause that's
the best yet Adjust your set perfect to get the
head wreck This here the next though not very
complex On text there'll be a test so check the
context Uno take the herb load up the slide Numero
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/JP1dos take a deep breath and close your eyes Tres
spark fuego toke pull and hold Until the weed stop
expanding and your eyes explode Then blow your hit
out stretch out get the shit out Float into
Beijing holmes and flex your stidyle Then smoke
the bomba to steel drums and conga riffs Blue seas
from cool breeze and head trips Full lucious lips
and hips that's down dips All spark but no one
trips takin outta turn hits And when one burns out
roll one we all say Baby let the bells ring spark
one for Beijing

Coro

Verso 3 Wow I bet you tore back now seeming
prestine geisha dancin on a violet cloud Jewel
trees show where cool breeze blow You can watch a
waterfall flow where the mushroom grow Everybody
irie out on a level higher sit by the fire with
pitbull and bengal tiger Ancient shogun exibit
what they know son Metal be hurtin no one in the
land of no gun Higher than high if you want to you
can fly See one time hold you shit high and drive
by Pump your sound hot box don't roll it down All
sing Beijing it's my type a town

Coro